Chapter 39: Unexpected Calls and Guests

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"Come in." Kenny said, closing the door behind me.

I stormed past him. "God dammit! How could I let this happen?" I was fed up, I didn't know what to do. So an imprint of my fist in the wall seemed like the most logical thing to do.

Kenny followed me as I stormed around. "Tobias, calm down. This isn't your fault."

"Not my fault? If I was home this would've have happened." I said, knowing I shouldn't have gone to that stupid conference.

"If you were home then you would've been attacked." Kenny was being the voice of reason.

"And I would have stopped them." I argued with him.

"You would've killed them?" Kenny asked, trying to keep me calm.

"If I had to I would have done it. Now I have to fix this problem." I paused, regaining my composure.

"We can do this together. So what are we going to do?" Kenny asked.

"We are going to get her back." I said, placing my backpack on the table.

Kenny sighed. "How?"

I said the most logical thing that came to mind. "We go in. Take out anyone who tries to stop us."

"Tobias we need a plan." Kenny stated.

"I need Rory back." I said, emphasizing the point of this rescue mission.

"I know." Kenny sighed. He continued calmly. "But, I don't want to do something that will get someone hurt."

I turned to him. "I would never do that." I said, defending my plan or lack thereof.

"I know. But we need to make a plan." Kenny said, trying to plan something in his head. He was about to say something when a loud song started blasting, that loud song being Bye Bye Bye. "Why is NSYNC playing?"

NSYNC, what the hell does NSYNC have to do with anything. Wait. "That's my phone."

Kenny made a disgusted look. "NSYNC, really?" He questioned.

I turned on the speakerphone. "Hello?"

A familiar voice responded. "Ass, long time no see. We have something you are looking for." He said, his attitude full of arrogance.

I clenched my fist. "Dean, what do you want?" I asked, trying so hard to remain calm.

"I want my money." Dean shouted. "Bring it to me, and your dirty little bitch won't get hurt."

No one threatens Rory, no one. "Don't you dare-"

"Bring my money to this address and nothing bad will happen." Dean said abruptly and hung up the phone.

"Wait! No, don't hang up!" I said, looking down at the phone. "God damnit!" I turned to the nearest wall and punched.

Kenny kept his voice calm. "Calm down, there is no need to break the walls. We could just give them the money." He suggested.

"I don't have the money!" I said, gripping the side of my head.

"I can give you the money." Kenny said, going for his check book.

I held up my hand. "No. I am not giving those assholes anything." I shouted.

Kenny sat down the couch. "Well what are we going to do?"

I stood up, looking at the address Dean sent me. "We go to the address and we take them down."

"What's the address?" Kenny asked.

I tossed him the phone. "There."

Kenny stared at it for a second before jumping out of his seat. "That's one of the warehouses for Lehman Enterprises. Why is that?" He asked me as if I knew the answer.

I shrugged my shoulders, while grabbing my bag. "I don't know. But suit up, we are leaving in five."

We got to the warehouse after a short drive, it was on the edge of town, the part of town where none walked in the middle of night. Kenny led us in through a secret entrance. Since we were smart enough to know that we shouldn't go in guns blazing we decided to go to the top of the building. Kenny followed me up the ladder until we were on the roof. No one seemed to be here. Strange. I walked over to sky light and peered down. There in the room was Don, who was leaning up against one of the walls, Dean, who was playing with a knife, and Rory who was tied to a chair in the middle of the room.

My hands clenched into fists. "I'm going to kill them if they touched a hair on her head." I said to myself.

"Someone is coming. Should I stop him?" Kenny asked, getting ready to attack.

I tilted my neck, hearing a small pop. "No, I've got it." I needed to get some angry out. I pulled out my knife, ready to do what I had to.

When the person turned around the corner I grabbed them slammed them up against the nearest wall. They person let out a grunt. It as Faye. "What are you doing here?" I lowered the knife.

"I want to help." She whispered.

Kenny spoke up. "No, this is the last straw with these people. This will be dangerous. So leave."

"I'm going to help this girl if it is the last thing I do." Faye faced him.

Kenny turned to face her. "What does she mean to you anyway?" His face had sass all over it.

"Well, what does she mean to you?" Faye asked him, her voice filled with the attitude I love.

I was getting distracted. "She means more to me than you two so if you two could stop bickering I would be able to hear better. Now shh." They fell silent.

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